Deep Down

I don’t know how it would be Down there deep inside a womb. Probably dark, probably warm, Probably wet There amidst all the hustle and bustle A ball, consisting of water and flesh Starts to grow Unknown, Unnoticed, Unaware Swimming and floating Not yet imposed a name Not addressed a boy or a girl Not judged by looks Not judged by speech Not judged by character Not yet ready to behave As someone expects it to Ah! What a moment of life it would be To just be, pure Unknown, unnoticed, unaware Swimming and Floating Down there deep inside a womb.

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The road breaks here. Give me something to heal the fractured earth. Angels are too much for me, the gash turns inward ripping apart eternal vigil. They head into the burning books and then explode themselves on wet sands, generating

Don’t look deep into my eyes, who knows what you find inside? Is it the dreams that I lovingly hide, or are some demons residing inside. Am too afraid to let you know, Even too scared to make the show.